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Friends

14 Jun

Hannah LOVES prep (like preschool, but it’s at school and they have to wear school uniforms (which is what we do down under, at all schools, public or private) just like the rest of the kids). She likes it so much that she can’t wait for kindergarten to start.  That might be mostly because she gets to wear a dress everyday though, rather than the school’s sports uniform she has to wear in prep.

Every time I pick her up, I ask her how her day was.  She is so incredibly shy that it took her a while to make some friends.  Probably because her response to people saying hi to her was to put her head down and stare at the floor instead of answering them.  I can’t imagine that many 4 year olds would know how to combat such shyness.

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Despite not having any little friends in the first few weeks, she was still having lots of fun and was excited every school day.  She soon started talking about a girl we’ll call Kid1.  “Mommy, Kid1 and I played together all the time today.”  She told me when I picked her up.

I know Kid1’s grandma from the gym and heard similar stories from her.  “Kid1 talks about Hannah all the time.  They are so cute.”  Her grandma told me.

It was like that for a couple of weeks, both girls raving about each other and playing together all day.

But then it started to change.  “Kid1 and Kid2 told me she didn’t want to be my friend anymore.” Hannah told me sadly. I asked her some questions about it and found that Kid2 befriended Kid1 which for some reason meant that they didn’t like Hannah anymore.  Of course we’re talking about the view of a 4 year old, so it could be very different to reality.

Every school day it was the same.  I picked Hannah up and she told me that Kid1 and Kid2 told her they didn’t want to be her friend.  She said they played games where Hannah was in jail and they would laugh at her or they would pretend she was dead.

“Did you tell them you don’t like playing those games?” I asked Hannah.  She is so shy though, so of course, she said no.  “When they are being mean to you, why don’t you go find some nicer kids to play with?  It’s important to be nice to everyone, but that doesn’t mean you have to play with people who are not being nice to you.  If they are always mean to you, it’s better to find some new friends who won’t be mean to you all the time.”  I told her.

My sweet little shy girl

My sweet little shy girl

“I really want to play with Kid1 and Kid2.”  Hannah told me.

Why does she want to play with girls who clearly don’t like her?  Why not find some friends who actually want to play with her?

I didn’t think I’d have to have to deal with such things at 4 years old.  Maybe she was making a mountain out of a mole hill.  I was only going off one side of the story.

I decided to speak to the teacher who told me that lots of the girls have been saying they don’t want to be friends with the other kids (but that Hannah hadn’t said it to anyone).  At least they weren’t singling Hannah out, but that doesn’t make it any better for anyone.  The teacher said she has been talking to them about it and telling them multiple times every day that they can’t say that but that they still do.  She asked them why they were saying it and found that they said it when they don’t want to play what the particular child they say it to is playing with at the time.

“Hannah is more advanced emotionally, so she seems understand the severity of their words better than the other kids.”  The teacher told me.

It’s true, Hannah emotionally advanced.  She is so sweet and compassionate, which is great, but can also mean she gets hurt more than the other kids.

The teacher said she’d keep an eye on it, and didn’t know that Hannah was upset by it (which is not surprising since she doesn’t say anything about it).  Apparently a lot of the kids had been taking turns being in jail and also playing dead.

“If they tell you they don’t want to be their friend anymore, tell them that’s not nice, and walk away.  Go find other kids to play with.  You can tell the teacher if they are mean to you.  You don’t have to, but you can.  And you don’t have to play things that you don’t want to play.”  I told Hannah.

She still tells me that Kid1 and Kid2 are mean to her.  I still don’t know why she wants to play with them.  “I’m not inviting them to my birthday party.” Hannah told me when we wrote out her party list.  She is only inviting 10 kids to her party (my limits, gymnastics parties are expensive), and only 5 from school.

“Kid2 played with me all day today because Kid1 wasn’t at school.” Hannah told me the other day.  I didn’t let my frustration show, but I find it so annoying that when Kid1 and Kid2 are together they are mean to Hannah, yet when one of them isn’t there, it’s Hannah they go to for a playmate.  “I want to invite Kid2 to my party.”

“Sorry, you can’t.  Remember, I said 1o kids only, and that once we got the invites out, we can’t add anyone.”

Judging by the fact that Kid2 handed out birthday invitations the same day as Hannah, and Hannah didn’t get one, I think they really do mean they don’t want to be Hannah’s friend when they say that, not that they just don’t want to play with her right then.

It’s heartbreaking to see my little girl not have any good friends at school, but I know that some of it is her own shyness.  We saw a different girl from school (who is nice to her and whom she invited to her birthday party) at playgroup the other day, and Hannah wouldn’t even say hi.  The other girl kept saying “Hi Hannah!!” all excitedly but was met with a downward head and eyes staring at the floor.  I’m not sure how I can help her, but I really hope she can overcome her shyness.

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Hannah’s first day

3 Feb

This morning I dropped Daniel off at daycare, the same as I always do on Monday mornings.  Except this time, all the carers/educators/whatever daycare workers are called, told me cute Hannah looked in her school uniform.  It’s true though, she does look adorable in her way-too-big-for-her school uniform.  I still think it’s kind of weird having school uniforms, since I didn’t grow up with them, but it works well here, so whatever.

Hannah before we left home this morning.  A yellow dot via photoshop was the easiest way to cover up the schools initials (in case of internet weirdoes)

Hannah before we left home this morning. A yellow dot via photoshop was the easiest way to cover up the schools initials (in case of internet weirdoes).  The kids like colouring the bricks with chalk 🙂

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I didn’t have to drop Hannah off until 9:30.  A lot later than usual, but for her first day, each child had a different drop off time so that each got a personal welcome from the teacher to make them feel more comfortable there.  We’re near the end of the alphabet, so we were almost last.

We had a bit of time to kill after Daniel’s drop off and before Hannah’s, so we decided to go to the shops and get her a special starting school treat of hot chocolate, which she spilled all over her brand new school shirt when the cup was down to it’s last dregs, and banana bread.

Carrying her hot chocolate and banana bread.  She sat in the trolley and ate/drank it whilst I bought some new thongs (flip flops, not undies) because Rosie ate my other pairs.

Carrying her hot chocolate and banana bread. She sat in the trolley and ate/drank it whilst I bought some new thongs (flip flops, not undies) because Rosie ate my other pairs.

I only had the one shirt with me, so I had to send her to her very first day of prep with a soiled shirt.  Maybe no one noticed.  Or not.

Multiple hot chocolate soil spots with arrows for your convenience

Multiple hot chocolate soil spots with arrows for your convenience

How embarrassing.

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Monday changes everything

1 Feb

Monday is the day that everything changes.  I can no longer change daycare/preschool days around to suit my university schedule, or drop Hannah off at 7am if I need to in order to make it to an exam by ridiculous o’clock in the morning.  The option of leaving Hannah at preschool until 5 to maximise my kid free time to finish all of my chores and writing and gardening will no longer be available.

On Monday, Hannah starts school.  Not school as such, only prep, but prep is at the school, she still has to wear the uniform, and the days and hours are set and can’t be changed.  So it’s pretty much school.  It’s totally school in her eyes.  She’s been raving about it for months.  She’s even overly excited to wear her gender non-specific, way-too-big-for-her uniform that cost an arm and a leg.

If you’re scratching your head right now wondering what prep is, it’s pretty much a step up from preschool, but not quite kindergarten.  They get used to being at the school, and is either 2 or 3 days per week (we chose 3 to make the transition to 5 full days next year a bit easier.  There is no am or pm for kindergarten over here, it’s just BAM, 5 full school days straight away).

Only private schools (around here at least) have prep, and if your kid doesn’t go to prep at the school, it’s really hard to get into kindergarten as they only reserve a couple of places in kindy for kids that didn’t go to prep.  If your kid does go to prep, he/she is guaranteed a place in kindy.  Since the local primary school near us is ranked one of the worst in the whole state, and I don’t particularly want Hannah swearing and smoking in the bathroom when she’s 8 (as I’ve heard lots of kids around here do), she’s going to private school.

One of the worst things when I went to school was changing from elementary/primary school to middle school.  The middle school was fed from 4 different elementary schools, and none of my friends were in any of my classes.  I had to make new ones, which was hard when a lot of other people in my classes managed to get into classes with friends they already had.

After I finally made some good friends in middle school, we had to move to high school, which was the only high school in the town and fed by 2 different middle schools.  There were 3 different lunch times.  For the first couple years, I was lucky, I had classes with friends, and lunch with some of them too.  But then the last year came, and maybe the year before that too, I can’t remember, and my lunch break didn’t correspond to any of my friends’ lunch breaks.  I was all by myself.  I had to find people to sit with or face looking like a total loser in front of 1/3 of the school.  That year (half a year really since I came here the second half of the year) was really hard.  I spent lots of lunch time skipping the eating part and going to the library just so I didn’t have to sit by myself somewhere.  Eventually I found a table full of other people like me who didn’t have friends at that lunch time and we all sat together.  But when everyone was finished with their lunch, they all dispersed and I again went to the library.

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I don’t want Hannah to have to worry about stuff like that.  I don’t want her to be forced into making a whole new group of friends twice during her schooling.  Her school is from prep to year 12, so I’m extremely happy that she won’t have to.  Unless we move at some point.  Then I’d feel awful for her, but it we did ever move during her schooling, it would probably be to a small country town where the school kids would be happy to have someone else to play with.

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